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A text from Jack to Sturm, at stupid-o-clock in the morning: fuckin lve u
Sturm: what
y?
J: ofuck
sorry thta was not for u
S: are you safe and do you need a ride?
J: saftey is an illusion
im in baltimroe with drak and amon
diplomcy
not driving tho
not that stupid
S: mearc talk to you about me yet?
J: yea
S: They know you're drinking rn?
J: no
rude to say no to shit thats offered here
S: Uh huh.
J: easier to give into desire
havent been this fucked in a while
problaby regred it tomorrow
S: probably.
it's a choice, right?
you have too many of those bad mornings.
you have too many shitty nights
and you start to weigh whether or not the trade is worth it.
but its a choice, in the end.
J: too hard to fight it rn
not just drinking tonight
got people with me
spring knows how to party
S: I understand.
it's hard. Especially at a party.
J: gonna be chasing this high for a
deserve how shit it feels to come down tho
since i fucked up so bad
S: don't do that.
everybody has missteps.
do you know how many times I tried to quit drinking before it stuck?
J: ur gonna tell me arent u :P
S: Six.
J: i havent even started trying
S: I feel that
J: ah ttyl
im about to go get fucked to within an inch of my life i'm p sure
S: have fun, be safe.
if you need a ride or help, you have my number.
J: baltimores pretty far away :P
S: i have a truck.
J: fair i huess
we have a,hotel room
ealking distance i rhink?
S: mkay. Good.
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